So now you have given me my second task and well I did it. As I said in my last mail I drove to college and was really excited as I walked to the car after college. I had a coffee in the canteen then went to the car. Of course I was in my normal clothes, denim skirt, tights, flat shoes, dark green t shirt. Coming out of the city at 5pm was the usual nightmar...
Who sent the card? "Thank you for the card, Simon." I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to face Monica. "What card?" She smiled at me. We were a block in the stream of commuters heading away from the station. "The Valentine Card you sent me." "I didn't..." I stopped. Should I admit I hadn't sent Monica a Valentine Card and claim someone else's cre...
Riverside Texas~ Numchucks and I hunted the weekends since work kept us away quite a bit. The planned hunts were almost always with some people wanting to go out with the famous Retriever, Numchucks. My friend Glen from Houston, who became our third leg of the tripod in our weekend outings, was rarely late. In fact he usually had to wake us up to get on the...
I walked in the store and continued over to an area where there weren't too many women. Even though I wanted to cheat and buy a pair of jeans, I figured that I'd have to wear a dress to experience the real effects of cross-dressing. There, that's another insight. Cross-dressers probably, I'm thinking as I wrote my thoughts in my notebook, would rather wear d...
Already, my feet hurt wearing these narrow flats. The pantyhose bunched up in my crotch and wrinkled every time I moved. I bought the queen size and it is a little too big in the hips. I had to roll it up to make it tight enough around my legs. I guess my thighs are smaller than women who wear these size pantyhose. The bra felt as though I was wearing a kna...
So I had spotted her on the train a few times. You know that way. You see someone and the way they look or dress catches your eye. You get to wondering if in another time or another place you met them, what would happen. You keep an eye out for them. On some days, you maybe even fantasize a little about them. Daydreaming on the train. Undressing them in your...
Five parts, all finished. Storeys: 1st floor (UK) = 2nd Floor (US), Ground Floor (UK) = 1st Floor (US). Some lifts (elevators?) in Britain are numbered 0 (Ground) upwards, and some according to US numbering. Makes life fun for us! All characters in sexual situations are over eighteen. ***** Chapter One The slim young woman was sitting on the carpet of...
A lot of you were nice enough to say you enjoyed my first (long) story about the 'Pay to View' Voyeur flats but I am afraid that was not why I continued to write about them. I will admit to the weakness of subscribing to a couple of sites for more than a few months over the last couple of years. There has been something about seeing real amateurs having sex...
"Just got a call from Google," Johnny said a few weeks later. "You need to get out to Vegas this weekend. Another big trade show. Bring Allie and Scott, you need to impress." "Our pitch isn't ready," Jen objected. "This isn't about the pitch," Johnny said. "They want to meet the team. You need to impress, or we don't get a chance to make the pitch." "Okay...
Chapter 1 Sluttage Some women are born sluts Some achieve slutdom Some have slutdom thrust upon them I could be called an undercover slut. Some people have suggested that growing up in a brothel sowed the seeds of my slutdom. I was in fact the last of my group of friends to lose their virginity. I do have a fairly strict definition of being deflowered:...